::Chapter 2::
' Soon, Chihiro. Just one more month and I shall be freed. My promise will then be fulfilled. Wait for me…' Haku thought as he flew in the night sky in his dragon form. His green eyes brightened up at the thought of Chihiro as he flew through some drifting clouds, his green mane pushed back by the wind.
Chihiro, the girl, who had befriended him whom everyone had been afraid of because of his authority over them. Chihiro, who had trusted him, believed him and…loved him. She even went to Zeniba's house to apologise on his behalf. She had risked her life to go to Zeniba's house, uncertain of whatever dangers that could face her way. Yet, she still went on the journey.
Haku stretched his long, flowing body. Yesterday, a lot of Spirits had arrived at the bathhouse. He had been running all round the bathhouse, supervising the workers, as Yubaba didn't have any mission for him. Speaking of Yubaba, she had, surprisingly, given the workers a rest that night.
' Probably because of those rich Turnip Spirits who turned up yesterday. She's probably busy counting all the gold she had earned right now.' Haku thought idly.
Flying around for a few more minutes, he decided to rest for the night. He flew gracefully through his window and landed in his greenish-blue room. His futon lie in the southeast corner of the room where the sliding door was, further down from it. A desk and drawers stood opposite of the futon. They were painted chocolate-brown and stationery was sprawled on the table. Six feet away to the side of his futon, a light brown closet stood by its own, storing Haku's clothes.
Haku walked over to his futon and crawled underneath the blankets, finally settling down to sleep when he found a comfortable spot. As he slept, he dreamt of Chihiro and him, together for the first time in 5 years…
The final school bell rang, signaling the end of the day's lessons. All at once, doors of classrooms slammed open and the hallway was full of students trying to get to their lockers. Students were talking, joking, laughing, gossiping, shouting and all of these added up to the noise that filled up the whole hallway.
Chihiro and Yume walked out of class 9E. They were laughing as their classmate, Vreina, who had a reputation of being a big flirt, had tripped when going up to answer a question. She had tripped on her high heel shoes and had landed right at the feet of the teacher, Ms Luvi. Ms Luvi was their History teacher and she had gotten along well with her pupils, having a friendly personality.
As they walked towards their lockers, which was side by side, Chihiro bumped into a person wearing a black T-shirt and pants. When she turned to apologise, she found herself staring into a pair of white eyes, which had no pupils. She gasped and blinked, wondering if her eyes had played a trick on her when, all of a sudden, the person was gone. Chihiro turned around to find the person, but he was nowhere in sight.
'Strange. I could have sworn that I had knocked into a guy…But he's not around…' Chihiro wondered as she joined Yume, who was waiting for her further up the hallway. She wondered whether it had been her imagination and that she had not knocked into anyone at all.
Yume said as Chihiro walked up to join her," Hey, what were you doing? I turned around to find you far behind me, looking around as though you were searching for something."
Chihiro looked around once more and finally decided that she had not knocked into anyone at all. After all, nobody could leave that hallway that fast, what with all the pupils swarming around.
Murmuring a reply, they went on their way, talking about the party that their classmate had thrown that day and what they were going to wear. Yet, Chihiro had this strange and constant feeling that someone was watching her…watching her every single move. It gave her the creeps.
They were at the mall shopping for that night's party. School had ended an hour ago and they had been here for a half-hour, eating their lunch. Chihiro still could not shake of the nagging feeling that someone was watching her. She forced herself to dismiss it as an over-imaginative thought. Yume had noticed her friend's mood, and had asked her if something was wrong. Chihiro had lied to her, not wanting to worry about it. As an hour went by while they were shopping, Chihiro gradually forgot about the feeling she had and instead, gushed over the prices of the shirts they were looking at.
" Hey, Sen! Look at this shirt! Isn't it cool?"
" Hmm…How does this look on me Yummi?"
Their shopping spree went on and on as hours passed. Soon, they had bought all the stuff they needed for the party that night and each went their separate ways to their houses, planning to meet up later on.
" Soon, my little pretty. You'll belong to me once I'm done with you. Soon…"
